Seek the less knowing
Show your skills to those having not it.
Then only you will get applause.
Then only could you be proud of your skills
08.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The skills that we have are the actual magic skills - not the performing skills. We have to separate those. But the actual skills that make the tricks work, we don't get to use again.
quote by Penn Jillette
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Life Time Teaches
it was difficult
if you had the skills
it would be easier
it would be easy
or it would be easier
with acquired skills
it was difficult
now you have requisite skills
learning can be difficult
who will teach?
life time teaches
our soul grows
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The chief is not the best
It is not that the best in the skills
Becomes a captain of a team.
It requires some other skills for that.
The chief is not the best of all.
20.03.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A winner is someone who recognizes his God-given talents, works his tail off to develop them into skills, and uses these skills to accomplish his goals.
quote by Larry Bird
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Oooh Grandma, what a big ovophil you are...
My granma, whose skills are legend,
taught me beside these skills
that only granmas know
her secret name she uses when she writes her poems.
It's 'ananym'.
You'll need Webster for that.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A writer
Out of what, does a writer write?
Out of hatred, out of denial,
Out of failure, out of perversion,
Out of insult or out of neglect.
Why does a writer write?
To vent his anger, anguish and agony.
To bend his feelings in catharsis.
From what does he write?
From borrowings, being inspired,
Or pouring old wine into a new bottle.
For what purpose does he write?
For an applause, to show his skills
And to earn a place and money.
Why at all must he write?
For an idler, what else can he do?
What lacks in one’s writing?
His concern for you lacks.
Your vow to pursue it lacks.
He writes and forgets
You read and forget.
When you are gone and when he is gone
The relevance to his writings is gone.
Bubbles are formed and burst.
12.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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At times those skills were really hard to do because not only was I having to contend with the camera, but I was having to learn these new skills and the ball was always kind of doing what you didn't want it to do. So it got a little bit frustrating at times but we got there.
quote by Parminder Nagra
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Some missionaries are giants in the Spirit and pygmies in skills in the Spirit. Work hard to develop a balance. Your leaders, and you, should teach the skills to each other.
quote by Richard G. Scott
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Ah, mastery... what a profoundly satisfying feeling when one finally gets on top of a new set of skills... and then sees the light under the new door those skills can open, even as another door is closing.
quote by Gail Sheehy
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An arts education helps build academic skills and increase academic performance, while also providing alternative opportunities to reward the skills of children who learn differently.
quote by Gavin Newsom
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Sweet Little Girls
Sweet little girls
Cut a swathe through this world
Using skills that they get
From their mothers
Sweet little girls
Might like ribbons and curls
But they most like to torture their brothers
And sweet little girls
Love their friends
'Till it hurts
Or until
They can find them another
Watch their lips, they make a circle like
"Coo coo coo coo"
But the words their saying softly are
Cruel cruel cruel
Sweet little girls
Cut a swathe through this world
Using skills that they get
From their mothers
Watch their lips, they make a circle like
"Coo coo coo coo"
But the words their saying softly are
Cruel cruel cruel
Yeah sweet little girls
Cut a swathe through this world
Using skills that they get
From their mothers
Using skills that they get from their mothers
Using skills that they get from their
Aah aah etc...
song performed by by Proclaimers
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There are two ways to extend a business. Take inventory of what you're good at and extend out from your skills. Or determine what your customers need and work backward, even if it requires learning new skills. Kindle is an example of working backward.
quote by Jeff Bezos
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The compliments
Compliments thrown are often fake.
It is done under obligations
Or with future considerations,
Or mere expression of one’s skills.
Yet they are taken as genuine.
19.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Socially Acceptable Appropriate Key Life Skills
life's lessons are individual our own insights
if we do not learn master our own lessons
how will we discern know group responses
social skills demand learning experiences
socially acceptable appropriate key life skills
poem by Terence George Craddock
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As skills and energy became more of a demand, people who didn't have skills just got left behind, got shuttled to the side. Education didn't keep up with their promise. Education didn't prepare them for this new world. Jobs went overseas.
quote by Julian Bond
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Wannabes
In this world, there are many wannabes,
who will never become the bees.
Their attitude is their failing
along with their organizing skills.
A little power will go to their head,
and they think
because they have the power
they have the knowledge as well.
Sadly, it is the knowledge they lack
and the skills of management.
They are just wannabes
and that is all they’ll ever be.
22 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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The great are undesirable
Most of those who have grown great
Were possessing a great deal of
Predatory skills; certainly
Not a desirable trait though.
24.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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With Only The Ability To Waste
There was a time,
And this was not too long ago...
When those of skills and talents,
Only had a wish to share them.
To assist others in the fulfillment,
Of seeing 'their' dreams and wishes...
Come true.
With a volunteering of their efforts denied.
And...
Without a dime of payment mentioned.
But those making decisions,
Believed the ones who would want to do this...
Only sought the getting of attention.
And refusing them they did,
To ensure they were dismissed.
Today?
How things have changed.
Today there are those who are hired,
To solicit volunteers.
With the paying of expensive media advertisements,
To attract those with talents and skills to give.
And this is done with blatant attention given,
To the ones getting paid.
With only the ability to waste funding,
To achieve nothing getting done.
But say they do there is no one willing to work for free.
And these are the same people...
Publicly declaring there is no communal unity.
'We need you! '
~For what? ~
'To volunteer your skills,
As a community service.'
~And how will my doing this,
Be of benefit to you? ~
'A job that keeps me paid and something to do.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Am Not That Giving
If you do not know what respect is.
And you wish for me to point out to you,
Those things you do that are disrespectful?
And your attraction to immaturity too?
You need no longer excuse what you do that has been done,
On pride.
There is something disconnected in your head.
And I am not about to teach another adult,
What is appropriate social etiquette.
That would be likened to teaching a full grown cat,
The aspects of hygiene.
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
You want me to do what?
Tell you when you are being disrespectful?
How old are you?
55?
I am not that giving or blessed with those skills.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Dialogue to Immanuel Kants
We prefer,
Beauty to the duty,
Cruelty to mercy,
Luxury to morality,
We are brought up
On the swings of ambitions,
And have remained astray
In the forest of lust.
We have trampled,
Gems of inner-self with the steeds
Of our own passions.
Our appetite has devoured us all,
And high castles of thoughts,
Buried beneath the debris
Of worthless infertile words.
O! Strange philosopher,
Out of reach lie our own skills,
Concealed from ourselves,
Yes the same all skills which make
Us gods but remain possessed
By the brute of our own inner-self.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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